The broken regiments were swept back in a confused mass.
Jackson galloped about, trying to rally his men, and his staff gave all the help they could.

Harry was on foot once more, waving the sword of which he was so proud.

But nothing could stay the tremendous pressure of the Union army.

Their commanders always pushed them forward and always fresh men were coming.

Skilled cannoneers sent grape shot, shell and round shot whistling through the Southern ranks.